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Got an email this morning. Friend of a friend died while doing nitrous by himself. Friend, through his grief, makes the observation that he really can't think of more stupid way to die than by trying to get high by yourself. Talk about a statement in irony. I'm deeply sadden by the senselessness the world seems capable of producing, and equally by the tolerance we seem to have for it.
Within myself, I'm frustrated with recent events seemingly beyond my control, and quite frankly, I don't want to deal with them. Wish it were that easy.
Within myself, I'm frustrated with recent events seemingly beyond my control, and quite frankly, I don't want to deal with them. Wish it were that easy.